Post by OldestWaifu on May 22, 2010 1:10:07 GMT -5
Dawn broke in Paris. And with it the sound of Notre Dame's bells sounded throughout the city.
Angelique was already up and taking care of her beauty regimene. Adding lotions and creams to her body, running a brush through ever part of her hair at least one hundred times. And spritzing on her favorite Chanel perfume.
"Morning in Paris the City awakes
To the bells of Notre Dame." She sang.
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In the next room her Papa Francis awoke. He got up and kicked last night's wine bottles off the bed. And walked over to the window, completely naked, to look out on the city.
"The fisher man fishes
The baker man bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
To the big bells loud as thunder
To the little bells soft as a psalm" He sang putting on a robe and heading down stairs to start breakfast for his brood.
"And some say the soul of the city's the toll of
The bells
The of Notre dame." Angelique continued following her father.
"Bon matin, Angelique." Francis said.
"Bon matin, Papa."
"Listen, they're beautiful, no?" Francis said smiling.
So many colors of sound, so many changing moods
Because you know, they don't ring all by themselves."
"They don't?" Angelique asked sarcastically.
"No, silly girl. Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower lives the mysterious bell ringer. Who is this creature?"
"Who?"
"What is he?"
"What?" Angelique asked
"How did he come to be there?"
"How?"
"Hush, and Papa will tell you. It is a tale, a tale of a man and a monster."
Angelique sat down at the kitchen table to hear her fathers tale.
Dark was the night when our tale was begun
On the docks near Notre Dame
Four frightened gypsies slid silently under
The docks near Notre Dame
But a trap had been laid for the gypsies
And they gazed up in fear and alarm
At a figure whose clutches
Were iron as much as the bells
The bells of Notre Dame
Judge Claude Frollo longed
To purge the world
Of vice and sin
And he saw corruption
Ev'rywhere
Except within."
"This is Hunchback of Notre Dame...isn't it?" Angelique sighed. "Papa I've heard this one a thousand times.
"Oui but it's still good. Frollo chashed a gypsy woman thinking that she had stolen goods.
She ran
Choir passing out side to a church practiced by singing as they walked.
Dies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, that day)
Solvet saeclum in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)
Teste David cum sibylla (As prophesied by David and the sibyl)
Quantus tremor est futurus (What trembling is to be)
Quando Judex est venturus (When the Judge is come)
"Stop! Cried the Arch Decon!
See there the innocent blood you have spilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
You can lie to yourself and your minions
You can claim that you haven't a qualm
But you never can run from
Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre Dame"
"Kyrie Eleison "(Lord have mercy)
"And for one time in his life
Of power and control."
"Kyrie Eleison" (Lord have mercy)
"Frollo felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soul"
And Frollo gave the child a cruel name
A name that means half-formed, Quasimodo
Now here is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
Who is the monster and who is the man?
"Papa....you tell the most depressing stories." Angelique sighed.
"You think I'm depressing, you should see Russia."
"Oui papa."
"Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells of Notre Dame" Francis, Angelique, and the Choir sang together before Francis sat down to breakfast his oldest daughter.
Angelique was already up and taking care of her beauty regimene. Adding lotions and creams to her body, running a brush through ever part of her hair at least one hundred times. And spritzing on her favorite Chanel perfume.
"Morning in Paris the City awakes
To the bells of Notre Dame." She sang.
--------------------------------
In the next room her Papa Francis awoke. He got up and kicked last night's wine bottles off the bed. And walked over to the window, completely naked, to look out on the city.
"The fisher man fishes
The baker man bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
To the big bells loud as thunder
To the little bells soft as a psalm" He sang putting on a robe and heading down stairs to start breakfast for his brood.
"And some say the soul of the city's the toll of
The bells
The of Notre dame." Angelique continued following her father.
"Bon matin, Angelique." Francis said.
"Bon matin, Papa."
"Listen, they're beautiful, no?" Francis said smiling.
So many colors of sound, so many changing moods
Because you know, they don't ring all by themselves."
"They don't?" Angelique asked sarcastically.
"No, silly girl. Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower lives the mysterious bell ringer. Who is this creature?"
"Who?"
"What is he?"
"What?" Angelique asked
"How did he come to be there?"
"How?"
"Hush, and Papa will tell you. It is a tale, a tale of a man and a monster."
Angelique sat down at the kitchen table to hear her fathers tale.
Dark was the night when our tale was begun
On the docks near Notre Dame
Four frightened gypsies slid silently under
The docks near Notre Dame
But a trap had been laid for the gypsies
And they gazed up in fear and alarm
At a figure whose clutches
Were iron as much as the bells
The bells of Notre Dame
Judge Claude Frollo longed
To purge the world
Of vice and sin
And he saw corruption
Ev'rywhere
Except within."
"This is Hunchback of Notre Dame...isn't it?" Angelique sighed. "Papa I've heard this one a thousand times.
"Oui but it's still good. Frollo chashed a gypsy woman thinking that she had stolen goods.
She ran
Choir passing out side to a church practiced by singing as they walked.
Dies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, that day)
Solvet saeclum in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)
Teste David cum sibylla (As prophesied by David and the sibyl)
Quantus tremor est futurus (What trembling is to be)
Quando Judex est venturus (When the Judge is come)
"Stop! Cried the Arch Decon!
See there the innocent blood you have spilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
You can lie to yourself and your minions
You can claim that you haven't a qualm
But you never can run from
Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre Dame"
"Kyrie Eleison "(Lord have mercy)
"And for one time in his life
Of power and control."
"Kyrie Eleison" (Lord have mercy)
"Frollo felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soul"
And Frollo gave the child a cruel name
A name that means half-formed, Quasimodo
Now here is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
Who is the monster and who is the man?
"Papa....you tell the most depressing stories." Angelique sighed.
"You think I'm depressing, you should see Russia."
"Oui papa."
"Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells of Notre Dame" Francis, Angelique, and the Choir sang together before Francis sat down to breakfast his oldest daughter.
((Obviously I used Bells of Notre Dame from Hunchback of Notredame. And ommitted the speach parts because they woudn't make sense in this scene.))
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